So run
Right
Right back to school
Check it
Look back I sift through all the cliques
Roaming’ the halls all year, making me sick
While everyone’s out tryin to make the cut
What?
And when you think you know me right I switch it up
Behind the walls smokin’ cigarettes and sippin’ vodka
hop a fence and catch a cab, aint no one can stop us
Give me a break about some other mess
What were you?
Act like it’s everything you got
Push back the square
Now that you need her but you don’t
So there you go
Cause back in school
We are the leaders of it all
Stop that, quit! - All that, quit!
Who ruined it? You did! Now grab a notebook and a pen
Start taking notes, I’m being everyone who’s on the top
You think we’re on the same page - but, oh we’re not!
I’ll be the man, watch your backpacks, pens and pencils
Just like he now flippin it, why you just keep it simple? You just can’t go wrong rocking’ the clothes
Coppin’ the stance
‘Cause really is everything that you got!
Push back the square
Now that you need her but you don’t
So there you go!
Cause back in school
We are the leaders of it all
So
Transpose
Or stop your lies
It’s what you do
Transpose
Or stop your lies
So run
So why don’t you run, so why don’t you run
So why don’t you run back to school
So why don’t you run, so why don’t you run
All you are - Now I’m on the next page
All you are - It’s time to close the book up
All you are - I’m on the next page
All you are - Close the book up now

I Alone
Live
(Throwing Copper)

it’s easier not to be wise
and measure these things by your brains
I sank into Eden with you
alone in the church by and by
I’ll read to you here, save your eyes
you’ll need them, your boat is at sea
your anchor is up, you’ve been swept away
and the greatest of teachers won’t hesitate
to leave you there, by yourself, chained to fate

I alone love you
I alone tempt you
I alone love you
fear is not the end of this!

it’s easier not to be great
and measure these things by your eyes
we long to be here by his resolve
alone in the church by and by
to cradle the baby in space
and leave you there by yourself chained to fate

oh, now, we took it back too far,
only love can save us now,
all these riddles that you burn
all come runnin’ back to you,
all these rhythms that you hide
only love can save us now,
all these riddles that you burn yeah, yeah, yeah

A man hails a taxi, and gets inside.

"5th and Main, please."

"You again?" says the taxi driver. "This is the 4th time I’ve dropped you and your wife off at work."

"Really? My wife doesn’t work."

"Yes, she does. I drop her off there everyday, about an hour after I drive you to work."

"There?"

"Behind the Tillman & Lane department store."

"Interesting," says the man. "Tell you what. Pick me up in two hours, and I want you to show me where my wife works." So two hours later, the taxi arrives and takes the man to whorehouse behind Tillman & Lane.

"Hold on," said the driver. "I’ll be right back."

There’s a huge commotion after the driver goes in, with cursing and screaming and the sounds of breaking furniture. The driver comes out with a woman in a headlock.

"That’s not my wife!" exclaims the man.

"I know. She’s mine. I’m going back in for yours."

Better than watching color bending silver spoons
Better than witnessing newborn nebulas in bloom
She who see’s from up high smiles and surely sings
Prospective pries her once weighty eyes and it gives you wings

I haven’t felt the way, I feel today
In so long it’s hard for me to specify
I’m beginning to notice
How much this feels like a waking limb
Pins and needles, nice to know you
Good-bye, Nice to Know You

Deeper than the deepest Coustou would ever go
Higher than the heights of what we often think we know
Impressed that she who clearly sees the wealth of the trees
To obtain a birds eye is to turn a blizzard to a breeze

I haven’t felt the way, I feel today
In so long it’s hard for me to specify
I’m beginning to notice
How much this feels like a waking limb
Pins and needles, nice to know you
Good-bye, Nice to Know You
To know..You

Could it be that it had been there all along

I haven’t felt the way, I feel today
In so long it’s hard for me to specify
I’m beginning to notice
How much this feels like a waking limb
Pins and needles, nice to know you
Good-bye, Nice to Know You
To know..You

Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn, and all I taught her was everything,
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?

the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything…

I take a walk outside
I’m surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear,
and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I’m spinning!
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything…
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I’ll ever be..
I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life, I know you’ll be a star
In somebody else’s sky, but why
Why, why can’t it be, why can’t it be mine?!

It’s 3 o’clock,
and we ask ourselves,
“Where are we now?”
It seems we’ve wondered out of bounds again!
(Over and over, we ask ourselves why we don’t utilize
things that are stored
deep inside of our brains!)
I’m on my own and I can’t see straight!
Am I so stoned that I can’t see straight?
Man, I’ve got to find my way back home,
but I’m too deep inside
It’s 4 o’clock,
and we ask ourselves,
“Where did we go wrong?
We passed my house at least an hour ago!”
Over and over, we ask ourselves why
don’t we utilize things
that are stored deep inside of our brains!
I’m on my own and I can’t see straight?
Am I sooo stoned that I can’t see straight?
It’s 5 o’clock,
and we tell ourselves,
“We need to get home! The sun is creeping overhead again!”
I’m way too deep inside to go home…
I’ve got to get sane!

If I had a dime for everytime you walked away, I could afford to not give a shit and buy a drink and drown
the day But your pockets, they are empty, yeh, and mine are times two So why not make an about-face
and accept the love I send to you? You’re never gonna be content if you font try, try to see outside your
line There you go, you did it again! You act as if there’s binder on your eyes Should I apologize if what I
say burns your ears and stains your eyes?! Oh, did I crack your shell? When it falls away, you’ll see we
exist as well! like a bottle with the cork stuck, your true ingrdients trapped inside Through the cloudy glass
we catch a glimse of you, I guess the hard shell represents your pride Oh, if only it could be different we
could uncover the you, you deny Between two, a small discrepency, one complicates and one simplifies
TAKE THOSE FUCKING BLINDERS OFF YOUR EYES!! So if I had a dime for every time you
walked away, you could bet your bottom dollar that I’d be filthy rich by noon today

La mañana fría y escarchada allí no es mucho decir
Sobre las cosas cogió en mi mente
Y como amanecía el día mi plano voló lejos
Con todas las cosas cogió en mi mente

No deseo ser allí cuando usted es…
El venir abajo
No deseo ser allí cuando usted golpea la tierra

No sale tan, la opinión qué usted dice
Diga que usted permanecerá
Por siempre y un día… En la época de mi vida
Necesidad de Lechuga romana I más tiempo, necesito sí más hora apenas de hacer cosas derechas

Maldiga mi situación y los juegos que tengo que jugar
Con todas las cosas cogió en mi mente
Maldiga mi educación que no puedo encontrar las palabras para decir
Con todas las cosas cogió en mi mente

¿Yo y usted qué se está encendiendo?
Todo lo que nos parecemos saber es cómo demostrar
Las sensaciones que son incorrectas

Q. What is the difference between a drug dealer and a hooker?

A. A hooker can wash her crack and sell it again.

Q. Why do most women pay more attention to their appearance than improving their minds?

A. Because most men are stupid but few are blind.

Q. Why do women rub their eyes when they get up in the morning?

A. They don’t have balls to scratch.

Butterfly Carnival

by: Sandwich

so you say you hide it
pay the fine and
dont regret your stars
but then you steal the pipe and
blow the kisses
oh you play your part

when you feel you find it
no you find it
dont forget your heart
but cause your soul is burning
time will turning
no one stays the same

inside my mind you trace it
face to face and
won into your ways
regressing eyes are hollow
soul is shallow
oh you drain my heart

when you feel you find it
no you find it
dont forget your heart
but cause your soul is burning
time will turning
no one stays the same

butterfly (carnival)
butterfly (carnival)
butterfly (carnival)
butterfly
butterfly (carnival)
butterfly (carnival)
butterfly (carnival)
butterfly… fly!